Busking it up-street
Doesn’t it all seem drab?
Busking it up, economy sits
Melting your set of dominos

Resting it up ’till you’re hauling us in
Pull it off with half us there
Put it on, we’ll have a stare

The gate is so far away
It’s all that gets you down?

Your bro’s on the phone
Too low, what you all know?
Is all we know faded?
Loop-hole undertow